Fine doings in a cheap pub.
No Hurk - for sadly he was away with the vomiting bug.
But drinks with Messrs Bishop, French, Wheatley and Dexter.
I admit, I sat in a corner and didn't mingle with anyone but those four.
I didn't know anyone and I'm not very good at the whole introduce-yourself-to-strangers mullarkey.
I did chat to Mr Salmond of Gosh! if that counts.
And I bought issue #1 of the Comix Reader - it's really quite good.
Unfortunately, I must also report that McDonalds marinated in lager, rum, whiskey and peach schnapps causes terrible shit fucks to the brain and arse.
Big Dave F